At this moment, the whole world was telling her the fact that Beitang Feng was dead, but she still couldn't believe it.
Bo Yeyuan supported her, his strong arms completely relying on her weight.
Unless I see Beitang Feng’s spiritual status with my own eyes, otherwise...
No, no, even if she saw it with her own eyes, she wouldn’t believe it! She wouldn’t believe it——!
The island leader was walking in front and kept talking about something.
Li Qiyu's ears were ringing and dizzy. Sometimes he could hear, sometimes he couldn't...
"...The young master chose to build the glass island here because this island was the master's favorite place in the past. It is said that he brought his favorite woman to live here for many years, and his last wish was to
This is where we get back to our roots. The young master fulfilled the master’s wish and buried them together..."
Li Qiyu held the photo album tightly in his arms, so Beitang Feng also wanted to be here after his death? He wanted to be with Master Beitang?
"Don't worry, the young master died peacefully. Young Master Ling will always be with him in the mourning hall after his death..."
It doesn't matter, even if Beitang Feng is really dead, she will go with Bo Yeyuan to accompany him right away.
When she sees him, she apologizes again and says thank you...
"What did you say?" Li Qiyu's steps suddenly froze, and he slowly came to his senses, "Ling Ran is here too?!"
The island leader frowned and said, "Yes, he will be wherever the young master is. They have been together no matter what they do for so many years."
The island leader did not expect that Ling Ran had rebelled long ago, and the island leader, who was isolated from the outside world, had not received any news about what happened in the country.
Bo Yeyuan sent people everywhere to search for Ling Ran's whereabouts, because he was the only one with the antidote to snake venom!
They didn't expect that there was a cemetery under the island, let alone Ling Ran hiding here!
"Bo Yeyuan—immediately send people to encircle and suppress..."
"It's too late." Bo Yeyuan hugged Li Qiyu tightly to his right side. The two double rows of doors in front of him opened spectacularly, and dozens of bodyguards poured out from inside.
When they took the elevator down, Lake and others were stopped. After all, the tomb hall is a sacred place!
Inside the door is Beitang Feng’s spiritual hall——
Just like a prince's palace, it is decorated as bright and luxurious as crystal. In the center of the hall is a diamond-shaped and square coffin, carved with luxurious gems and complex and beautiful totems, just like the coffin of a vampire royal puppet.
Ling Ran sat in the Leopard Armchair, facing the coffin, as if he had been waiting for their arrival.
"You are here."
The entire hall was empty, and a word could echo far and wide, with echoes still echoing.
"Feng is lying here alone, very lonely... He has been waiting for you to come see him."
Ling Ran smiled sinisterly, with a strange look on the corner of his mouth, "It's a pity that no matter how much or good he does for you, he is always left behind and is the last one you think of."
"Master Ling, what are you doing?" The island leader watched as the bodyguards all raised their guns and pointed them at Li Qiyu, "Put down your guns quickly!"
But a gun was placed on the head of the island leader: "You have nothing to do here, get out."
"The young master said before his death that Miss Li is the owner of this island, and we all have to listen to her..."
"Since it was Feng who said it before he was alive, and now that he is dead, all the words will no longer count." Ling Ran slowly stood up from the chair and smiled coldly, "Unless we go to hell together, how lonely would Feng be without you?"
"Young Master Ling, you'd better stop!" the island leader said righteously. Just as he was about to ring the alarm bell to inform the island's deployment, he was knocked unconscious.